With staggering legs, he walked for what felt like ages.

His body felt as if it could collapse at any moment.

Each step took more out of him, a hollow breath escaping his lips. His dantian was drained, and his body, pushed to its limits, weighed heavily on him.

Even so, he couldn't afford to stop.

Crunch.

Stepping on a withered leaf, Mageomhu continued to press forward.

"Haa… haa."

His breath caught in his throat. If he relaxed even a little, he feared he would drop to his knees. But he held on, moving forward.

There wasn't much further to …